Justin Finch-Fletchley (pl_justin) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-09-24 01:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 september, justin finch-fletchley, simon summerby |
Who: Simon and Justin
What: Consolation prizes?
When: Wednesday, later after the match
Where: Prefects bath
Rating: 18
Status: Incomplete
Justin was upset about the outcome of the game - any yellow-blooded Hufflepuff would be - but perhaps less so than the others. He did feel awful about his poor play - or what he perceived as poor, at any rate. And despite what he'd told Simon, he'd showered after the game, but he would hardly pass up a soak in a warm bath. Especially if Simon was in said bath with him.
And there he was waiting, and Justin's heart leapt. Simon had been so good for him, since Anthony left. He really did like the other boy, love him a little. But that was Anthony or Michael, too - all of Justin's connections ran deep like that. He was just wired that way. But Simon...there was something more to it, he sometimes felt. I want you to be my first everything. Justin would have sighed.
"Hello," he said with a friendly - but not too friendly - smile, checking the corridors both ways. It wouldn't do for Simon to get caught. Justin moved stiffly - he'd taken several hits from bludgers not to mention nearly wrapping himself around one of the goalposts in an attempt to make a save. He was likely a mass of unsightly bruises, and for the first time he felt a little self-conscious of Simon seeing him that way.